User blog comment:Bartholomew Billberry Bowstring/Mossflower Country & Beyond/@comment-25220117-20121101173924/@comment-25220117-20121117204356

''Cullo nodded solemnly, Bulgorn and his companions watching their Captain curiously. Cullo gave a rather painful, dry-throated cough before continuing "A small dagger, aye...Or a dart" All seabeasts venturing near the unexplored seas learned to fear the very thought of such small, crude missiles launched from unseen assassins lurking in the shadows of the jungle. The rat Regglin shook his head almost in disbelief at the turn of events "Th' crew wunt like t' 'ear t'is. Shall we keep it quiet, Cap'n? No need fer fear or mutiny t' abound" Bulgorn scowled "Nay, I fink we should leave afore we all gets kilt like flightless burds" Keelback's slitted eyes moved from the fat stoat, to Regglin, to the Captain, characteristically silent, his paw thumbing the sword thrust into his musty belt as if waiting for orders to have one of the speakers killed, knowing many Captains disliked disagreement among his crew''